“Finally,” Brad said.“Yes. Finally.”“How was the drive?”“Long.”“Is there anything I can get you? Anything you want? You want a showe..., are you hungry?”“Just fuck me.”----They did a lot more than that. They spent the next four hours horizontal in bed, making hard love. Every inch of their bodies were treasured and caressed and all of their openings were penetrated by fingers and tongues and cock. Brad sucked her tits almost raw and pounded his love into her, into her mouth and cunt and ass.. " My husband and I got divorced three years ago — three years is a long time to go without." But you could find a date anywhere?" Really — where?" Walk into any pub in town and they would be tripping over themselves, believe me." Do you know how hard it is for a woman to walk into a pub on her own? Not to mention the sly the comments drifting after her as she left with a man — no thank you. I much prefer the more discreet approach, which is why we are here, in a hotel where nobody knows. I love you, Alex. I really do.”“And I love you, Jess. More than I have ever loved anyone else in the world.”We snuggled for a while, then decided a second shower was in order. We squeezed into the tiny bathtub together, and stood under the water washing and rinsing one another off. It was cramped, a little too cramped for comfort, actually. But it was still fun to shower with her. Once we were dry and dressed again, we rummaged in the kitchen and found meat and bread, and made sandwiches. My tongue follows her sliding fingers drinking her juice down as it slips within. She pulls her fingers out, dragging them across her clit as she lowers her pussy onto my eager mouth. Thrusting my tongue deep inside her, she grinds herself down hard. Tongue fucking her wet slit, my nose pressed against her clit, her juices pour out over my face. She leans heavily against the wall as I feel her quim clench around my probing tongue, spasming quicker as her orgasm approaches. I am rewarded with.